Jeffery's New DreamA Story by Paradoxicaljust a random thing for a contestJeffery the blob used to have dreams. But only baby blobs have dreams, so when Jeff got older, he didn't dream anymore. Jeff liked to paint, so that was his job. He would paint other blobs. He would paint the blob world. And sometimes, every once in a while, he would paint the dreams he used to have. One dream that Jeff had a lot as a baby, was a dream of color. You see, the blob world is a dull gray and blue world. Every blob is gray with blue eyes and fingernails. The blobs have very long, very sharp fingernails. When Jeff would dream of color, he didn't know what the color's names were. So when he saw what we call yellow, he called it Jeff, because it was his favorite. What we call red, he called Mama, and what we call green, he called Papa. From Jeff, Mama, and Papa, Jeffery created lots of paintings. He made the colors in the blob world by taking the sun and the ground, and the blobs and mixing them together. Sometimes, when he needed blue, he would kill other blobs to get their eyes. So after a long time, Jeff had a new dream. He was surprised because big blobs like him weren't supposed to dream. But this dream was special. In Jeffery's new dream, he was a cat. He chased mice and ate them. So when Jeff woke up the next morning, he painted himself as a cat. But, when the Blob Cops found out, they arrested him for being colorful. Jeff was sad because his jail cell was just a dark gray. After a few years in jail, and a few more dreams, Jeff finally was able to get some materials together to create a sword. He giggled. When the cops brought him food next, he killed them and freed himself. Then Jeff, with his blue stained sword, ran through Blob world and killed everyone. When he was done, he laughed evilly and built a mansion from the blobs dead blobbiness. He sat on the top of the castle and surveyed his horrible work. Then, suddenly, a bolt of yellow lightening shot down from the heavens and struck Jeff. He exploded into bits of gooey blobbiness. After a while, Zeus looked down from the clouds saying "Where did that bolt go?" He was angry after fighting some other gods. "There it is!" he cried, seeing his bolt covered in gooey Jeff. "Aw damn. I killed someone... Or something I guess." Then Zeus looked around and saw all the other dead blobs. He shrugged and went back to the sky, muttering, "Stupid blobs, I knew they were no good. I should have just enslaved them..." Then Zeus went back to Olympus and ate blob pie.
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2 Reviews Added on July 30, 2010 Last Updated on July 30, 2010 AuthorParadoxicalForever Land, Where Dreams Never End, AZAboutI write because it is my dream to be a writer and I enjoy it. I can pour my heart into a poem or a story and make it as artistic as I want. It's a beautiful thing to have the words to express myself w.. more..Writing
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